"But what does interest me… is the Child of Anti-Prophecy."
A chill ran down Misuzu's spine. Her grip on her phone tightened as her heart pounded violently against her ribs, the unsettling rhythm echoing through her entire body.
"W-Why do you have an interest in him?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. A suffocating unease coiled around her, squeezing tighter with every passing second. Why? Why was Chihiro so fixated on Kouhei?
"It's only natural, isn't it?" Chihiro's tone remained light, almost playful, but there was a sharpness lurking beneath, like a blade hidden in silk. "Not only did he put my brother in his place, but the mere fact that he's the Child of Anti-Prophecy makes him all the more fascinating. As a leader, wouldn't it be expected of me to take an interest in someone so... unique? What was his name again? Okumura-kun, was it? He seems quite capable. If he managed to do that to my brother, then I have no doubt that he's an exceptional man."
